After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to continue his life

Chapter 68 You actually know how to style your hair

Author: Yu Yuan Guiyu

Chapter 68 You actually know how to style your hair

The next morning.

Yan Qi finally managed to put on the complicated dress, but was stumped by the headdress again.

She didn't bring any green branches, and she didn't even learn how to comb her hair.

Yan Qi looked at the beautiful headwear on the dressing table with a heartbroken expression. If he didn't know how to style his hair, he wouldn't be able to wear a beautiful headdress.

What a pity.

She painstakingly took out a lavender hairband with a white half-circle moon embroidered on the end from the small box, gathered her hair, and tied her hair loosely around her waist.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Jiang Qi's cold voice appeared outside the door.

"Open the door."

Yan Qi took one last look at his appearance in front of the bronze mirror before getting up and opening the door for Jiang Qi.

"Wow, breakfast!"

Yan Qi couldn't help but marvel when she saw what Jiang Qi was holding. She never thought that Jiang Qi would be such a considerate person.

He actually delivered meals to her room in person.

There were also rose cakes bought in Shuiyunjian yesterday, all of which were prepared for her, and he didn't eat any of them.

Jiang Qi raised his eyes and glanced at her, and when he was about to enter the room, he paused slightly: "Why do you look so ugly?"

He glanced at her half-discombobulated hair again: "And your hair..."

Jiang Qi frowned and looked at her bloodless face, her hair was covered with black hair, and she looked sickly.

The whole person looked fragile and fragile.

Hearing this, Yan Qi held his face and rubbed it carefully, then said sarcastically: "Maybe I accidentally applied too much powder."

She was also frightened by her pale face just now. She really had no color at all.

She was so anxious to fight with her clothes that she didn't have time to put on some lipstick to add color.

"I'll have breakfast later and just apply some lip grease."

"As for this hair," Yan Qi put down his hand in frustration, "...I don't know how to comb my hair."

lie.

Jiang Qi glanced at her coolly and walked sideways into the room.

He is not blind yet. Can he not tell whether there is makeup on his face?

"Come here for breakfast first." Jiang Qi walked to the table and laid out breakfast, calling Yan Qi.

Yan Qi turned his back to him and breathed a sigh of relief, lowering his head.

Turn around and walk towards the table.

Jiang Qi was minding his own business while drinking rice porridge, occasionally glancing at Yue Huan across from him who seemed to be having trouble swallowing.

She lazily peeled off the egg shells in her hands, only picked out the egg whites to eat, and occasionally took a sip of rice porridge, but that was all.

"no appetite?"

"Ah? Oh, maybe I was too full from eating last night." Yan Qi glanced at the man opposite and put down the spoon in his hand.

"..."

Seeing that she didn't want to tell the truth, Jiang Qi didn't say much.

That face didn't look as ugly as if it was simply caused by not sleeping well.

He stood up and walked to the bronze mirror, looking sideways at Yue Huan, "Come here and comb your hair."

"Huh?" Yan Qi looked at him in surprise with wide eyes, "Can you still wear hairpins?"

"...Do you want to comb your hair or not?" Jiang Qi looked at Yue Huan's shocked face with an unnatural look on her face.

Yan Qi suddenly became interested and said, "comb it! Of course, comb it!"

She immediately ran over and sat down in front of the bronze mirror, happily playing with the beaded and jade headdress on the table.

He muttered something, "I'll give you hairpins one by one now, so you don't have to keep the empty box alone."

Jiang Qi glanced at her in the mirror, lowered his eyes and untied the lavender hair tie on her head, and stroked the half of the white moon with his fingertips.

Wrapped around his wrist.

Jiang Qi used a wooden comb to comb her black hair carefully, only doing a simple bun above her head, and the rest was spread over her shoulders.

"What kind of headwear do you want to use?" Jiang Qi looked at the various jewelry in front of her and asked her which style she liked.

Yan Qi casually handed him two strings of long purple jade tassels, "This one, you can choose the others as you see fit."

Jiang Qi glanced at it but didn't object. He took it and tied it on for her.

The tassel hangs down naturally along the black hair, with a small peony flower-shaped pearl on the back, and a light purple jade chain on the forehead, which is simple but bright.

He took the lipstick and faced her, looking at her thin lips, "Open your mouth."

Yan Qi looked at the man's face so close, and obeyed in a daze, until he felt a strange touch on his lips.

She suddenly came back to her senses and stretched out her hand to get the lipstick: "...I'll do it myself."

The man grabbed her wrist, looked deeply at her lips, and said hoarsely: "Don't move."

The temperature at his wrist was scorching to the bone, and Yan Qi stared blankly into his eyes, falling into his deep sea-like eyes.

Was she delusional?

Why did she feel that Jiang Qi's eyes were filled with hot tenderness at this moment?

It was so hot that she panicked.

"Are you ready?" She moved her lips unnaturally.

Jiang Qi glanced at the tips of her red-pink ears and let go of her wrist.

He coughed lightly and stood up: "Okay."

Yan Qi looked straight at himself in the mirror, not daring to look into the man's eyes, and praised dryly: "What about that? I didn't expect you to be as handy as Lu Zhi."

Jiang Qi put down the lipstick in his hand and said indifferently: "It's because you are stupid."

Then he asked: "How do you plan today's itinerary? Do you want to stay one more night?"

She is obviously ill, and she may not be able to bear it if she rushes on her way.

"Why do you want to stay one night? Do you have anything to deal with?" Yan Qi finally dared to look up at him and asked doubtfully.

Jiang Qi stared at her deeply, "Can your body withstand such a continuous journey?"

"Gusu has been there at all times, can he still run away?"

It turned out that she was worried about her health.

Yan Qi's heart trembled slightly, her eyebrows curled up: "I'm fine, you're the one on the road, how tired can you be sitting in a carriage?"

"As for Gusu City, if you get there late, you might actually run away."

Beautiful people and beautiful scenery don’t wait for others.

Murong Lingxu didn't sleep well all night, she looked gloomy, and she didn't even take a few bites of breakfast.

She didn't notice when Emperor Ming went to the morning court.

All she could think about all night was Yue Huan, and she would be awakened every time she fell asleep.

It was the first time Yue Huan went out and there was no caring person around to look after her. How could she feel at ease?

Jiang Qi is also a dangerous existence, with deep thoughts and a coldness in his eyes.

How could Yue Huan defeat him?

What if, if he glances at Yue Huan and sneaks back to Dazhou, what should he do about Yue Huan's illness?

Murong Lingshu broke into a cold sweat every time he thought of this possibility.

Emperor Ming, who had returned from the next court, stood beside her and called softly, "Lingshu?"

Murong Lingzhu was slightly startled and her eyes lit up: "Your Majesty, is Huan'er back?"

Emperor Ming: "..."

He took the queen's hand and put it into his palm, looking straight at her: "Huan'er... she didn't come back."

"There is no need to worry, Lingshui. I have arranged for people to protect Huan'er overnight. She will be fine."

"And I have sent a message to Yue Jue, asking him to go look for Yue Huan after he handles the matter in East Antarctica."

"Does this make you feel at ease?"

The worry in the Queen's eyes did not dissipate, "The external cause can be solved, but what about Huan'er's illness? What if the Prince of Zhou leaves Huan'er alone?"

Emperor Ming narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this, and said coldly: "He can't leave, and he can't escape."

Whether it’s New Year’s Eve or Lantern Festival lanterns.

He had already given orders that if Jiang Qi had any evil intentions towards Yue Huan, he would try to escape back to Dazhou.

--punish!

(End of chapter)